Cool curry camp

We rode out of Dubrovnik battling an ear infection (me), fatigue (Kiran) and impatient car drivers (both). The EV8 runs just along the highway, with no separate lanes for bicycles. So I performed some map wizardry, and found back roads that took us sometimes nowhere, but mostly parallel to the coastal highway to Cavtat and beyond. We probably only did 3 km with traffic, and the rest of the time was either riding cliffs or in desolate valley roads and alleys.

Near Lovorno, my wistful dreams came true: a stream with cold, fresh water from the mountains! We dunked water on us, jumped in to bathe and Kiran squealed in delight, "So this is what you were talking about papa. I was thinking it would be good, but not THIS good!". I asked a farmer if we could stay there, and he replied by filling up my bike helmet with plucked fruits. This made a nice dessert after the yummy Indian food I had cooked this morning.

With the mountain stream, the sunset and the curry dinner, we had the feeling of things coming together in a beautiful plan. It was cool enough in the tent that we needed sheets. Ahhh, finally.Read more